Various. The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 10, No. 61, November, 1862
WILD APPLES
THE HISTORY OF THE APPLE-TREE
THE WILD APPLE
THE CRAB
HOW THE WILD APPLE GROWS
THE FRUIT, AND ITS FLAVOR
THEIR BEAUTY
THE NAMING OF THEM
THE LAST GLEANING
THE "FROZEN-THAWED" APPLE
LIFE IN THE OPEN AIR
CHAPTER VII
CHAPTER VIII
CHAPTER IX
LOUIS LEBEAU'S CONVERSION
THE DEVELOPMENT AND OVERTHROW OF THE RUSSIAN SERF-SYSTEM
MR. AXTELL
AT SYRACUSE
METHODS OF STUDY IN NATURAL HISTORY
BLIND TOM
KINDERGARTEN—WHAT IS IT?
A PICTURE
TWO AND ONE
THE NEW ATLANTIC CABLE
THE CABALISTIC WORDS
CONVERSATIONAL OPINIONS OF THE LEADERS OF SECESSION
THE HOUR AND THE MAN
HOW TO CHOOSE A RIFLE
THE PRESIDENT'S PROCLAMATION
REVIEWS AND LITERARY NOTICES
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It is remarkable how closely the history of the Apple-tree is connected with that of man. The geologist tells us that the order of the Rosaceae, which includes the Apple, also the true Grasses, and the Labiatae, or Mints, were introduced only a short time previous to the appearance of man on the globe.
It appears that apples made a part of the food of that unknown primitive people whose traces have lately been found at the bottom of the Swiss lakes, supposed to be older than the foundation of Rome, so old that they had no metallic implements. An entire black and shrivelled Crab-Apple has been recovered from their stores.
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Cancut's paddle guided us through. Unwieldy he may have been in person, but he could wield his weapon well. And so, by luck and skill, we were not drowned in the magnificent uproar of the rapid. Success, that strange stirabout of Providence, accident, and courage, were ours. But when we came to the next cascading bit, though the mist had now lifted, we lightened the canoe by two men's avoir-dupois, that it might dance, and not blunder heavily, might seek the safe shallows, away from the dangerous bursts of mid-current, and choose passages where Cancut, with the setting-pole, could let it gently down. So Iglesias and I plunged through the labyrinthine woods, the stream along.
Not long after our little episode of buffeting, we shot out again upon smooth water, and soon, for it is never smooth but it is smoothest, upon a lake, Chesuncook.
